Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1887-05-14

iitt1e 70 pay in taxes, aud we knew how TO
manage the black volk; but now l am Eng
lish, am English. know the English gov
eminent means good money and safety. and
if there isn't raad (assembly) now, well,
what does it matterl Almighty, how they
used to talk therei- claek, clack, clackl
Just like an old black koran species of
bustard) at sunset And where did they run
the wagon of the republic to-Burgers and
these id Hollanders of his, and the rest
OF them! Why into the sluit-into sluit with
peaty banks; and there it would have stopped
till now, or till the food came down and
swept it away, if old Shepstone-ahl what
tongue that man has, and how fond he is of
the MISUNDERSTANDING children)-had not
come and pulled it out again But look here,
capteiB, the volk round here don't think like
that. It's the 'verdomde Britisch gouvern-
ment here and the veriomde Britisch
government there, and 'bymakaars' inject
ingsl here and 'bymakaars' there. Silly
Volk, they all run one after the
other like sheep. But there it is, cap
TEN, and | tell you there will be
fighting before long, and then our people
viii shoot those poor rooibaatjes jred Jackets
of yours like buck and take the land back
Poor things! | could weep when think
of it.n
John smiled at this melancholy prognosti-
cation, and was about TO explain what poor
show ali the Beers in the Transvaa would
make in front of a few British regiments
when he was astonished by sudden change
In his friends manner. Dropping his enor-
nous paw on to his shoulder, Coetzee broke
int i,,.-p IS IL.
the cause of which was, though John did not
guess it at the moment, that he had lust Der
ceived Frank Muller, who was in Walker
stroom with a wagon load of corn to grind
at the mill, standing within five yards, and
apparently intensely interested In fiipping
at the flies with cowrie made of the tail of
vllderbeeste, but in reality listening to
Coetzees talk with all his ears.
"Ha, hal 'nef mephewl, said old Coetzee
to the astonlshed John, "no wonder you like
Moolfonteln-there are other moot (pretty)
things there besides the water How often
do you opsit sit up at night with Uncle
Croft's pretty girl, ehi Tin not quite as
blind as an ant bear yet lsaw her blush
when you spoke TO her just now saw her.
Well, well, it is pretty game for a Young
man. isn't it, 'nef' Frank" this was ad-
dressed to Muller. IN be bound the cap
TEN here burns long candle with pretty
Bessie every night-eh, Frank9 | hope YOU
amt jealous, 'nef'f NY vrouw told me some
time ago that you were sweet in that dl-
rection yourself" and he stopped at last, out
OF breath, and looked auxiously toward Null
Ter for an answer, while John. who had been
somewhat overwhelmed at this flow of bu-
colo chatf, gave a sigh of relief As for
Muller he behaved in a curious manner. In
stead of laughing, as the jolly old Boer had
intended that he should, he had, although
Coetlee could not see 1t. been turning blacker
and blacker; aud now that the flow of
language ceased he, with savage ejaculation
which John could not catch, but which he an
peared to throw at his Johns head. turned
on his heel and went off toward the court-
yard of the inn
Almighty" said old Hans, wiping his face
with a red cotton pocket handkerchief; 81
have put my foot into big hole That stink
cat Muller heard all that | was saving to Won.
and | tell you he will save it up and save II
up, and one day he will bring it all out to the
yoik and call me a traitor to the land and
ruin me. | know him He knows how to
balance long stick on his little finger so
that the ends keep even. Oh, YES, he can
ride two horses at once, and blow hot and
blow cold He is a devil of man, a devil Of
a man! And what did be mean by swearing
al you bike that! Is it about the missile tsirB.
| wonder: Almighty! who can say! All,
that reminds me-though Pm sure I don't
know why it should've Katfirs tell me that
there is a big herd of buck-vilderbees.e and
blesbok-on my outlying place about an hour
and a half ten miles from Mooifontein Can
you hold rife, captains You look ike a bit
of a hunter"
"Oh, yes, meinheer," said John, delighted
at the prospect of some shooting
"Ah, thought So All you English are
sportsmen, though you don't know how to
Kill buck. Well now. You take ON Crofts
light Scotch cart and two good horses. and
come over to my place-not tomorrow for
my wife's cousin is coming to see us, and an
old cat she Is, but rich; she had 81 900 in gold
In the wagon box under her bed-nor the
next day, for it is the Lords day, and one
can't shoot creatures on the Lords day-but
MONDAY, yes. Monday. You be there by
o'clock, and you shall see how to xiii wilder
beeste. Almighty now what can that
Jackal, Frank Muller, have meant! All! be
Is the devil of man. and, shaking his head
ponderously, the Jolly old Boer ieparted. and
presently John saw him riding upon a fat lit
tie shooting pony that cannot have weighed
much more than himself. and that vet can
tered away with him on his fifteen mile Jour
ney as though he were but a feather weight
ITO he contiuuedN